By Ben Nitkin on October 7, 2016 at 2:46 Next to the nicely-paved road was this post-apocylaptic looking track. Between the grass and the barren plains, civilization left this place behind. We started very early today, as evidenced by the near-full moon beginning to set. A house, a yard sale, and powerlines. This is a hopping place! Vale: 12 miles. Burns: 126 miles. Nothing in the middle. Gas stations sell the darndest things. The roadside supported hundreds of sunflowers. Probably planted from people snacking on the seeds and losing a few. Bicycle, road, horizon. It's meditative to be in such a barren place. Oasis. Coleman's Service had a sign in the window announcing that the owner was out to lunch. NEXT GAS / 68 MILES It wasn't all sagebrush. We rode through Juntara, this pretty river-based oasis. Finally, we arrived at Oasis, an all-in-one travellers stop in the town of Juntara (pop: 200) And set up the tents for some well-earned rest. Today's ride took us out into the middle of nowhere. Our next real destination will be in California, and between here and there, we'll be riding through a lot of empty space and high desert.